The First Layer of Wu Qi Tower.
The death of the first soldier changed the previously balanced situation.
Even the most deadlocked battles gradually loosened up.
While Dongguan fought "Purple Copper Bone," "Gold Wind Fiend," who should have been waiting for an opening, was now flying toward the azure pillar of light.
Already at a disadvantage, "Purple Copper Bone" could not help feeling bitter when his "replacement" failed to arrive.
His close-range fighting style, which had relied on his formidable defenses, rapidly changed.
Dongguan also sensed his opponent struggling to disengage, and a smile appeared beneath his mask.
The greatsword shifted, its sword light turning into silken threads that merged into space.
Whenever "Purple Copper Bone" tried to break away, he was invariably disrupted and delayed.
Disengaging was no longer up to him.
"Damn it, you were toying with me!" "Purple Copper Bone" looked grim.
Previously, he had disengaged whenever he wanted, seemingly with great ease. Now, it appeared that "Azure Light Ghost" had simply not stopped him.
He figured it out as well. If he had been prevented from disengaging earlier, that would have meant "Azure Light Ghost" had to face both "
"Gold Wind Fiend" and him at once.
But now, "Gold Wind Fiend" had left, leaving only him.
His opponent's purpose in refusing to let him disengage was self-evident.
He wants to kill me! "Purple Copper Bone" felt as though an azure world surrounded him. Like an insect caught in a spiderweb, he could only struggle on the brink of death.
It seemed "Gold Wind Fiend" had sold him out, too. However, they had never really been teammates, and at least "Gold Wind Fiend" had not stabbed him in the back.
"Even a dying struggle is still worth making." In his despair, "Purple Copper Bone" calmed down.